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Like a chain motor
Real shit I'm from the jungle
But I run this town
If you don't know me by now
Sit ya dumb ass down
Ouuug

It's getting scary
Now these

five degree day
Now we taking drives so we smoking in a green state
In the UT usually a homie you could ride with
Soon to be a homie you could fly with

on a quest
But the love missing 
Niggaz taking shots 
But they missed by a few inches
Point’em out napalm the whole area
Killa 16’s that’ll bury ya nigga
Yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah
Let's go!
You couldn't tell me not to freak on her (Aha, ahh)
And she cold
Yeah she freezing cold and smoking plenty (Plenty)
We

intent
And we smoking so burn up incense
Every word is selected by instinct
Me and Kevi we link and we in sync
When we linking, its way more than 5 on it

this hallafame
Stick to the script we gotta get this bread
I gotta vision huniit steps ahead
My intuition paint a picture got me winning by a widespread

shook
Buddy made mistake now he tryna press backspace button
Knock yo hoe up
She caught a concussion
Hit me up, like what you doing
I'm smoking

and made her situation a living hell
as she waited for him in jail as her drama

she said""your honor.... my persona is that of smoking ganja.... in 'High

send videos to the boy
Calling me from home she get tired of her toys
But its money over pussy momma told me pick ya poison
Hard to love a nigga when

tired of the scooter
Pass the glizzy to Wishy I'm a alley-ooper
Pulled up in a Jag, got chased by a cougar
We spitting this heat but it ain't from no

Square, skanky, smelly
The spaces in my head
I want it flat my belly
Challenged by my braincells
Forget about the ginger
I wanna know what Mom sells

running up a bag get to the dough by any means
Just got a text from my mom and my main bitch
Mom told me that she love me and my bitch said I ain't shit

talking Nick
Skinny nigga with a lethal weapon biggerrr than a bitch
Skinny nigga with a needle dick I might tattoo ya bitch
Small town celebrity status got

forget the nigga who helped god and moms create you
Bitch I made you, I don't know why I thanked you
In a dark room clouds of smoke up by my ceiling

Whatever she want cause she worth it

Lemme show what I could do for ya
Young nigga just tryna make moves for you
Red gloss on the bottom on the shoes for

don't get attached im detached from society
Shorty got attach by the dick and memories
Asked what she want from nothing u get from me

But She in love
Got

from ya bitch
Better cuff your girlfriend
I've been getting money from putting the work in
You idolize somebody, and you're mad you weren't them
I'll

grave
I could give a mother fuck about what ya say
All you stupid mother fuckers can feel my blade
You shall be fuckin slain by the king of flames
My

the seat tho
Smoking while I'm driving, got me watching for them people
You think I've learned by know but you know me tho
Gang Gang
I've been puttin

grinding faster
Goddamn, how I slide right past ya, and cause a disaster
Took a break for some jugging and putting in work
But still came up since last year

chest
Yes Lord yes Lord I'm at awe by how you manifest
It's all in your grace it's all in your time
Seek and you find seek and you find
It's all in your

ties
Ain't no turning back we can't turn it down
We smoking pack like pyros
By The way we fucking burn it down
Im too high to concentrate
Money coming in

the light
But dont never go 
They gonna hate
But expect it though
in a empty space
Im prepared to go
Without the cape
Ima hero
Worked all week
But ya still

Pouring shots of the 19, I was lit off the bottle. Smoking gelato staring thinking shit I got me a model. Girl you don’t know how I’m so fucking glad